It has been one hard week.
My trip to Ireland just about fell through. I found out on Monday that I had been scheduled for jeopardy call (meaning that if someone called in sick or had another type of emergency, I would be pulled from my regular rotation to cover) smack dab in the middle of my vacation.... See, my vacation was scheduled a year ago, for the last week of May. When Chris and I started discussing meeting up at the end of his travels, we decided that it would be best for all involved if it was the first week of May, instead of the last. Since I knew I was going to be on Neurology that month, I discussed it with my Neuro program director, he said that would be no problem, and I made the switch, contacted my clinic, found someone to cover my phone calls, etc. It wasn't until about a month later that it dawned on me that I should ask Internal Medicine's permission as well, because of the possibility of being pulled for jeopardy. I had already purchased my ticket by that point, so I meekly emailed them, told them what I had done and stated that I would be willing to do jeopardy any other time that month (except Laura's wedding. I also didn't exactly ask for their permission on that either....) and didn't hear back from them. Not a word. I assumed, naively, I guess, that it meant that they had no problem.
Until of course, I opened up that schedule. I pretty much haven't eaten all of this week, I've been absolutely sick with how I was going to fix this and dreading the repercussions when I told them that I was NOT going to be canceling my vacation over this.
Luckily, I received another email today, switching my week of Jeopardy call to the end of the month. It does mean that I won't be able to go down to see Susan and her baby that weekend as planned, but we arranged things so I'll be going down for a shorter time this weekend.
Oh the joys of being in two programs at once! I'm still rather upset that I found out a week before about the scheduling conflict, when it states in the official policy that you'll know your jeopardy schedule several months in advance. Even if I had had just a month, I could have at least not felt quite so pressured to get it resolved now
. I'm still somewhat on edge, waiting for someone to say "no" and mess it up again.
I went shopping for a skirt for Laura's wedding today. Apparently spring is the wrong time to find a plain black skirt. Add to the shopping joy that instead of losing weight like I had hoped over the last two months, I've gained at least 10 pounds since November and weigh the most I ever have and jumped up yet another size. I did find some cute shirts that made me feel a little better about myself, but ugh.
Vienna Teng's coming to concert in Chicago tomorrow. I had actually asked a boy to go with me... and he turned me down (had a good excuse, true). It's okay. The relationship with him has been turning into exactly every other relationship I have with men: friends only. I'm just frustrated, frustrated that I am close to 30 and still playing the dating games of a 16 year old.
I had decided to go by myself anyway, to treat myself after this week... only to find out, as I clicked to buy tickets that it's sold out. I could do the 10 o'clock show, but then I wouldn't be back to Milwaukee until 3 in the morning... not good. So much for that.
Chris got back from his "bush adventures" across the southern part of Africa today and is now in Johannesburg. And I haven't heard from him yet. *chews lip in worry* I'm sure he's fine (I wouldn't worry if it had been any other week, but sad to say, I do get a tad superstitious once in a while). Hopefully, he'll be meeting up with claidheamhmor
in the next couple of days. I do hope that it all comes together and you have a lot of fun!
Anyway, must to bed. Another exciting day awaits me. *sigh*